I haven't had many sexual partners in my life, but I'm happy to say I've had a good sex life. My high school girlfriend and I found sex in our very last few months together, just before we parted ways and headed off to different colleges. I had only two college girlfriends before I met my wife. And my best friend, David, and I fooled around a dozen times or so late in college. We were friends since middle school and ended up at the same college. Never before had we connected sexually, but in college and under cover of being drunk or stoned, we seemed to move past the taboo of it all. It was his college girlfriend, and now his wife, who introduced us to each other's cock. To this day, I wonder if it was their mutual plan or as spontaneous as it seemed to be that night. I have never asked.
Little did I know how much I would like to have another man's naked body near me. In all my sexual "escapades," I would classify my sex life as good, adventurous inside a general window of ordinary. Save this one college experience. For me, it is that one sexual experience that likes to haunt my memories in the best of ways and slips into my fantasies to be relived again and again. It was an experience that could come right out of porn film fantasy and I find myself often wishing I could return to my college dorm for one more night.
I was between girlfriends, had been for some time. I was 20 years old and a sophomore. David, my best friend since 7th grade, and I ended up at the same college, so we naturally shared a dorm room. We grew up in a small Washington town and were both doing well in college. We were hours away from our small home town and enjoying the freedoms that come with college life, focusing our week on finding a party each weekend.
David had been dating Jackie since December of our Freshman year. They were perfect for each other. Both were easy going and comfortable to "just be" around. Neither was possessive of the other, but totally in love, it would seem. My friendship with Jackie was natural and easy, and the three of us hung out much of the time outside of class.
It was Saturday night, and we were all battling hangovers from the progressive drinking party the night before. We agreed it was a calm movie night, so we headed off to the cafeteria for dinner and stopped at the student union to grab movie candy before heading back to our dorm room.
Earlier that day, I picked up the movie Dead Calm from the nearby VHS rental store and was about to put the movie in the VCR player when Jackie brought out a small pipe and some pot. I had only smoked a few times in college and knew Jackie and David had taken a liking to it, so I wasn't surprised. Jackie had a particularly sticky bud, and placing it in the pipe, we each took a couple of hits before pulling the bean bags out from under the beds and plopping ourselves down for the film. Two large bean bags pushed close together. David on one. Me, on the other. Jackie sat about ⅔'s on David's bag and ⅓ on mine. Our typical movie-watching setup.
Stoned as hell, I wasn't sure Dead Calm would be the best movie, but David and Jackie seemed okay with the theme. It was about a bunch of 20-something-year-olds stranded at sea while others pursue to kill them (basically). The movie opens with an introductory party scene on the boat and quickly comes to a great sex scene before the suspense begins. Jackie taps the rewind button with her toe, saying she would rather watch the sex scene again over being stoned and paranoid. She rewound the scene at least two more times, each time with her toe, and each time I was pretty confident from the corner of my eye, I saw her hand rubbing hard into David's crotch. When the scene broke a third time, she turned off the TV and blurted out, "I'm horny!"
"You guys have known each other since 7th grade, right?" Jackie asked.
"Yeah," David and I both replied, not sure what that had to do with her last statement of greater interest.
"So, who is bigger?" She asked.
"Who's bigger?" I recall asking in response.
"Yeah! You guys have seen each other naked, right? I mean, you are best friends since 7th grade. Don't guys like, compare and stuff?"
David chimed in, "Well, maybe when you're 13 or something, but, um, no, we have not compared, thank you!"
"Come 'on! I want to know! Who's bigger?" Jackie says as she rolls quickly toward David, grabbing his sweatpants' waistband, pull them to his knees. Just as quickly, she covers his cock with her hand; covering most but not all of it as David was noticeably hard proving she had been playing with him during the movie just minutes before. David and I had seen each other naked often, from swimming pools to the high school gym class and the enforced school showers of the 80s. But seeing each other hard, that was something new. Neither of us seemed to have any idea how to handle this situation. Being stoned helps you along the way.
"Your turn. Drop 'em or all pant you too," Jackie says to me. I look to David's crotch and see her hand ever slowly massage his cock underneath. Looking back to Jackie, "why should I?" I asked. "Are you dropping your pants?"
"No way!" David says, clearly drawing a "boyfriend's" line in the sand.
"I'll spend the rest of the night topless if you drop your pants and solve the mystery of who is bigger?"
Stoned, sitting in a bean bag next to Jackie as she holds, "hides," and massages my best friend's hard dick! What was I going to do but drop my pants? I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them to my knees. David looked at me with this "what the fuck is happening here" look.
